We poked amid the still Fustiness of the deserted mausoleum I knew so well.
"Each Man Kills"
Victoria Glad
He had let his wife wait downstairs for him-true, she had made a point of going up with him, but he had insisted on her staying down in the court-yard, that narrow, dark yard which smelt of Fustiness and dust-he had gone up alone.
"The Son of His Mother"
Clara Viebig
The icy cold went through them to the bone as they left the stables, and it was a relief to enter the loghouse which was heated to Fustiness by the glowing stove.
"Winston of the Prairie"
Harold Bindloss